Tihi on the good letters and Baathri Written by the poet / Dr. Ghada Badran
Tihi on the good letters and Baathri
Written by the poet / Dr. Ghada Badran
Tihi on the good characters and Baathri
With her flowers and go for a written line
And breathe from the perfume of what I spent
In his books and what contained my speech
You will see that the longing ones
I set it free
And you see how much I suffered in a Western setting
The heart beats the pulse of strangers
And you will know that my eyes have changed
Pictures of life, you are in the fringes
There was an eyelid in the morning
Otherwise, your spectrum toured above my hills
The scent of the scent smells
She finished but her perfume in my clothes
You have a picture of me that I have old
In the heart of my heart is the wine of grapes
Every day I sip the cup
Fill it with your goodness
The words were refined and played
So that the sparrow would spawn without a coracle
And I see the days in their rotation
I am afraid that you will go through my youth
Patience Fouad Valhoy millet
Gives sunlight after mist
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